Sometimes during the course of a shift a taxi driver may notice that events of the night seem to be taking on the form of a theme. Let's...

One of the little side-benefits of driving a cab in New York City is that you occasionally have a window presented to you through which to g...

As I walked out of my taxi garage one evening last June to start my shift, a smiling young lady approached me and handed me this flier: I im...

I am a great believer in the ripple effect of communication. That a word whispered into an ear can cause a castle to crumble or another to ...

There's a certain phenomenon that exists in sports, gambling, and taxi driving called being "on a roll". If you're "o...

In the Union Square area of New York City - on 14th Street between Broadway and 4th Avenue, to be exact - there is a building with a row of...

I was really saddened to learn last week of the passing of one of my all-time favorite entertainers, Soupy Sales . If you were an American ...

I recently had a young Frenchman in my cab who wanted to go to a street in Tribeca that always asks a question: Watts Street. His English wa...

Way back on June 3rd I received an email from Antoinette, a researcher at a Dutch television program called Man Bijt Hond (Man Bites Dog), a...

I've often said that in nearly any night of cab driving in New York City something memorable happens, either in the cab itself or out on...

Back in December I was given four moving-violation tickets for a single incident by a particularly mean-spirited cop. (To read about it, cli...